you are my joy

Chapter 1258
Seeing her upright look, Holly's jealousy almost burned her sanity completely.

Regardless of the sharp pain from the scalp, He Li tried her best to tear at her hair, with a ferocious face, and stretched out her other hand to the dress on Jiang Lin's body.

"Bitch, being a mistress is so shameless! Today I insist on stripping you naked, so that everyone here can see how cheap you are!"

The dress was almost pulled off, Jiang Lin subconsciously let go of the hand holding He Li's hair, tightly guarding her clothes, the whole person was dragged aside, she could only protect her face with one hand, Protecting the clothes on his body with one hand, he was beaten so helplessly.

"Ah... sir... help me..."

Patriarch Song narrowed his eyes and spoke in a cold voice.

"Harry, stop it."

His voice was not loud, and there were not many emotional ups and downs, but it contained endless gloomy coldness.

He Li had long been immersed in her own world, and didn't hear Patriarch Song's warning at all, and kept slapping Jiang Lin non-stop.

"Bitch! Bitch! I'm going to kill you bitch today!"

Seeing Jiang Lin's exposed skin leaving patches of red, Patriarch Song's aura instantly dropped to freezing point, and he glanced coldly at the butler beside him.

The housekeeper understood, stepped forward and pulled He Li, who was mad like a lunatic, away from Jiang Lin.

"Miss He, there should be a limit to your willfulness."

He Li tugged at the shawl that had slipped down, her ferocious look still on, and she stared at the housekeeper.

"What do you mean? You want to protect this bitch? Don't forget that I am the owner's woman!"

The butler said calmly:
"I've always only listened to sir."

The implication is that it is the husband's intention to stop her and protect Jiang Lin.

It was only then that He Li thought of Patriarch Song, her hateful eyes gradually cleared up, and then she changed her sloppy and vicious look just now, and walked towards Patriarch Song pitifully.

"Master~"

Before she could jump into Patriarch Song's arms, Jiang Lin had already stumbled into Patriarch Song's arms.

A pair of beautiful eyes are red, the water is flowing, and the tears seem to be falling, not to mention how pitiful they are.

"Sir... it hurts... my whole body hurts..."

Patriarch Song looked at her disheveled hair, red marks all over her arms, and marks of He Li's scratches all around her collarbone. She completely lost her delicate appearance just now.

However, she still couldn't stop the sexy and coquettishness that came out of her bones. Now that her eyes were full of tears, she couldn't help but make people feel pity.

Rubbing the scratches on her collarbone with fingertips, Patriarch Song pursed his lips slightly, his eyes were dark, and there was no sign of happiness or anger.

"You go back first, go back and apply some medicine."

Otherwise, it would be a pity to leave marks on such delicate skin.

Jiang Lin sniffed and looked at him pitifully, her eyes full of reluctance.

"Then shall I see you again?"

Patriarch Song pinched her waist.

"The wine here is reserved for you."

"Then I'll go back first, you...remember to miss me."

Jiang Lin reluctantly touched the man's cheek, and He Li, who was standing aside, watched their intimacy as if no one else was there, her eyes almost spit fire.

If it wasn't for the insinuating warning from the housekeeper just now, she would be determined to kill this bitch now.

Jiang Lin stood up with her coat in her hand. After getting dressed, she stepped on her high heels and left.

He walked to He Li's side and stopped for a while. Under her sinister gaze, he smiled sarcastically and there were no tears in his eyes.

"Sister, it's already the season of spring and flowers blooming, you don't need to wear a mink in this temperature if you want to pretend.

Or do you think that wearing a sable can become the husband's wife? "

He Li gritted her teeth. If eyes could kill, Jiang Lin would have died hundreds of times by now.

Looking at her eyes that were about to tear her apart, Jiang Lin slowly approached He Li, with a more smug smile on her face.

"It's all for sale, and you're no better than me, old man! Bitch! Man!"

"Bitch! How dare you scold me!"

He Li was instantly irritated, and rushed forward to grab Jiang Lin's clothes, but was quickly stopped by the housekeeper.

And Jiang Lin left this place of right and wrong in the first time.

You can see her cowardly look in her flustered footsteps.

Patriarch Song looked at Jiang Lin's back as she drifted away, her deep eyes gradually became loose, as if she was looking at another person through Jiang Lin.

For many years, he hadn't met a woman as interesting as her.

And that woman, now she has lost her liveliness and naughtiness, she lives like a living dead.

He Li didn't notice Patriarch Song's strange behavior, stomped her feet unwillingly, sat beside Patriarch Song and threw herself into his arms.

"Patriarch~ How can you face that bitch! I am your woman!"

Patriarch Song looked down at her, the gaudy makeup made him lose interest immediately, and the pungent smell of perfume constantly stimulated his brain, making him ache.

Frowning in disgust, Patriarch Song said calmly:

"stand up."

The person in his arms didn't move, Patriarch Song lost a little patience.

"Ho Li, I never like to say my words a second time."

He Li bit her lip unwillingly, and stood beside Patriarch Song.

With the pungent perfume still lingering in his nostrils, Patriarch Song's tone sank.

"Leave far away!"

"Master~"

The aggrieved voice smacked of being coquettish, but it still didn't shake the man's cold heart, but made the man's aura even more gloomy.

"If you don't want tonight to be the last night you see me, you can continue to stand here."

He Li panicked, and hurriedly stood at the farthest position of the booth, her eyes were full of grievances, she stared at the man intently, but she didn't catch half of the man's eyes for a long time.

Time passed by, Patriarch Song continued to drink with a sullen face, while He Li could only stand aside.

After an unknown amount of time, He Li moved her stiff legs. The ten-centimeter high-heeled shoes under her feet could hardly support her body. A slight movement would cause severe pain in the soles of her feet.

"Patriarch~ I'm almost unable to stand up."

The delicate voice floated into Patriarch Song's ears. The man drank the wine indifferently, and looked at the men and women frantically dancing in the distance with his deep eyes.

After a long while, He Li suddenly fell down on the sofa, rubbing her stiff calf, tears falling down.

"Master~ I just don't want to see other women approaching you, how could you treat me like this."

After standing for so long, she realized that the Patriarch was punishing her.

But what did she do wrong?
In the past two years, she has dealt with so many women around him one by one. Even if the Patriarch knew about it, he wouldn't say anything.

Don't say it, just tacitly agree.

He tacitly agreed to what she did, and also tacitly agreed to her identity.

But why is it different this time?
Why did the Patriarch protect that woman everywhere this time?

(End of this chapter)